[?]: They’ve followed their target for a while; must be locked on to him by now.

[?]: Unfortunately only two of the eight remain.

[?]: Look. A signal.

[?]: He’s found Cao Cao!

{grasp}

[?]: They’re going to do it!

[?]: I say: measure the enemy strength by the terrain.(Cao Cao commentary on Art of War, chapter 4, line 18)
[?]: With their formation in action, we’re weak against them.(Cao Cao commentary on Art of War, chapter 4, line 19)

[?]: Team leader to my left, listen up!
[?]: Scatter near the enemy, then reshape to formation!(not sure)

[?]: Left flank to the left, scatter!

[?]: The middle is wide open. Perfect opportunity!

[?]: Go!

[?]: Finish him, sting!

{sfx: ping~}

[?]: He… he’s not Cao Cao!

{sfx: cha~}

[?]: Chief Controller, that man’s not Cao Cao!

[?]: My, my. They’ve played us for this long!(“…followed half-a-day just discovering (we’ve) been played”)

[YF]: Look to the right…

[YF]: It’s too late.

[YF]: The Redhare cavalry… is too fast for us to catch up.

[YF]: I must admit, Master Sun’s art of war is the best at getting away. Feng Hou is no match at that.